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“I am happy!” I’m practically spitting now with my anger, which is probably not very convincing.
“I know you and she both need it.” Han’zir shakes his head like I’m a fool. “Don’t you?”
“No.” I say it forcefully, almost desperately, because it’s a lie. “I don’t need anyone else but you.”
He sighs, propping his elbow up on the table and leaning into it. There’s a warm affection in his eyes. “That’s one of the things I’ve always liked about you. You’re loyal even when your cock has been hungering for just the opposite. For weeks now.”
I’m taken aback. “How did you know?”
“How could I not know?” Han’zir stands up in front of me and sometimes I forget that he’s taller, tall enough that I have to look up, and he’s using all of that height now. “I understand, Drazak. You need her, or you wouldn’t be getting hard every time she walks by you. You deserve one good thing.”
Ugh, was I that obvious? No. I’m supposed to be angry right now, absolutely furious at his meddling.
“I understand, you know,” he says, running a finger up one of my tusks, “how you feel about her. Because I feel it, too.”
I blanch. “Feel what?”
He leans towards me, his lips almost brushing my ear. “That thirst, like you’re parched and searching for water, and she’s the lake.”
How does he know exactly the way it felt to drink her and finally sate my need? I’m humiliated that he saw through me so easily.
And yet, much more makes sense now. I’ve always thought he lavished affection on her the way someone would a dog or a cat, but now I see it—the way he finds excuses to touch her, how he always thinks of her needs when I don’t, how he laughs and plays with her.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Really? This whole time, and you didn’t tell me?”
He shrugs. “You didn’t tell me, either. Besides, the way you need her is... different.” His eyebrow arches suggestively.
So he knows just how desperate I am to fuck her, how my body longs for nothing else than to wrap around her and bury myself in her, and then do it again, and again, filling her up with my seed until?—
I groan and pull away from him, rubbing a hand down my face. “She’s human, Han’zir!”
He shrugs. “That doesn’t change anything, does it?”
“Of course it does!” How can he be so daft? “It can’t work with her. This is not a permanent thing. You knew it, I knew it. Someday someone is going to find her here.”
“We’ll make sure they don’t.” Unexpectedly, his face hardens. “I’m not going to give her up. Are you?”
I gape at him. “It’s not a choice!”
“Yes, it is. We can really give her a home here, with us, or we can send her on her way. Those are the choices.”
When he says it, my throat tightens up and my skin turns hot. “Send her on her way?” I ask, wincing when my voice cracks.
“Let her go. Tell her to shoo. Send her back to the rest of her kind, where she’ll be safe. The frontier is close enough that we could get her there.” He looks at me with a surprising sternness in his face. “Nothing else is fair. We either ask her to stay, with us, if that’s what she wants... or we ask her to go.”
The idea of her leaving the farm fills me with an ugly, aching dread. No, I need her here, with me. With us. Where she belongs.
Esme
I really have no idea what to make of it all.
Han’zir wasn’t angry at me, like I had quite reasonably expected him to be. Instead, he reassured me, and then left to speak with Drazak. I wonder what the orc has told him about what we did down at the river.
A fresh wave of humiliation passes through me. The worst part of all of it? How much I liked it. How much I wanted him.
Then there’s the way my body reacted when Han’zir kissed me, ever so faintly. The ghost of a kiss and the promise of a future one. It set fire to a different part of me, but these flames were soft and warm and wrapped around my heart.
I drop my head into my hands, wishing I knew what’s come over me, what’s wrong with me that I want not one, but two trollkin. They’re supposed to be my sworn enemies, or so our major said. They are the very creatures I’d been sent into war to kill, and yet in the river, kissing Drazak with my body flush against his, that thick cock speaking its desires to me, we weren’t enemies at all. Being close to him felt like having every last one of my cravings fulfilled, like eating one of the beautiful cakes I used to always make for the master’s wife.
